Is She a Good Girl or a Naughty Elf? READ PART ONE!!!
I was a good girl, I honestly was! Saving myself for marriage, like I’d been taught. Premarital sex was for bad girls and I wasn’t a bad girl. But if I wasn’t a bad girl, why did being bad feel so fucking good?
I bit my lip and took a deep breath, placing my soft hand on Santa’s hard dick. He gasped and I learned for the first time how much pleasure making a man gasp gives me.
I’d never even seen a man’s penis in real life but having it hard in my hand and feeling his hairy belly moist with sweat was so hot. I glanced around again, terrified of being seen, but all the lights were out, it was just us. Taking a deep breath I plunged my hand below the waistband – it wasn’t hard to find his cock, standing up as hard and straight.
fuck
I can’t describe how it felt, so hard and tough but warm and soft. Moving my hand along the entire thing, feeling the bulbous, squishy head, the long hard shaft, the hairy, swollen balls and, with every gasp and moan he made, I could feel my pussy swell even more. I was DRENCHED. He was definitely going to have to visit the dry cleaner’s before his next shift to get that wet spot out.
“FUCK” he whispered loudly, pushing me off of his lap. I stumbled back, confused and stood there, feeling my own excitement run down my inner thighs.
“Santa! I’m sorry! I was trying to be a good girl, I swear!!”
“Oh, ho ho ho, you are being a VERY good girl and it’s time for your Xmas present.” He reached out and grabbed my arms, whirling me around and shoving me onto his chair.
pussy
“Now you sit right there while Santa…” It was my turn to gasp as he shoved his white cotton glove finger straight up my pussy. My flimsy red thong was no match for his powerful hand. My gasp quickly turned to a loud, long moan as I felt every inch of his middle finger inside me. I instinctively shoved myself towards him, trying to feel even more of that finger.
I threw my head back, almost in pain from how good it felt.
“Oh, my little ho ho ho, we’re just getting started.”
I was struggling to stay still, all of my body weight on my elbows and lower back, my ass tilted into the air, begging – I had no control over my movements, not with this finger inside me like this. Suddenly the finger was gone and I felt warm breath everywhere…down there.
I looked up just in time to see the top of his red hat between my knees. Oh god, just the heat of the breath on my soaking wet pubic hair, my legs started trembling. I could feel his beard hair in my ass crack, on my thighs –
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